MOVING BLUES

SO.

WE'VE BEEN PRETTY SILENT BUT WE HAVE AN EXCUSE.

WE'VE BEEN MOVING AND SHAKING.

WE SPENT DAYS AND DAYS PACKING EVERY LAST SCRAP OF FABRIC AND TRANSPORTING IT, (WITH THE KIND HELP OF SOME CAPABLE GYPSY HANDS) AND THEN WE HAD THIS TO CONTEND WITH:

THAT IS A HELL OF A LOT OF FABRIC. 

ITS ABOUT AS UNGLAMOUROUS AS IT LOOKS.

BUT WE'RE USED TO UP AND MOVING, IT KIND OF KEEPS US ON OUR TOES.

AND THANK GOD FOR THE LOVELY INTERNS FROM TRENTINO WHO SEW LIKE ANGELS, WHILE WE ARE UP TO OUR EYEBALLS IN AFRICAN BAGS AND TEARING OUR HAIR OUT BECAUSE WE CANNOT LOCATE THE GOD FORSAKEN CORD TO THE PRINTER.

ENOUGH WITH THE UGLINESS OF TRANSITION, LET'S LOOK AT SOMETHING PRETTY.

LIKE JANE.
 AND A LITTLE BIT OF SERGE:

 THE COOLEST CAPED CRUSADER

BASKETS ARE BETTER THAN BIRKINS, EVEN JANE THINKS SO.

ITS PROBABLY A GOOD THING WE CANNOT FIND THE SCISSORS, OTHERWISE WE MIGHT FEEL COMPELLED TO CUT OURSELVES SOME FRINGE A LA JANE.

HAIR AND EYELASH HEAVEN

WE WANT TO RIP THIS OUTFIT FROM HER LOVELY GAMINE BODY

WITH THE KIDS

WITH B.B.

CROCHET CROP TOP HEAVEN

AND NOW BACK TO THE SISYPHEAN TASK AT HAND, UNPACKING.

OH THE SHEER TEDIUM OF IT ALL!

ITS NOT EASY. 

BUT AS JANE SAYS:

(WISE AND BEAUTIFUL THAT ONE)